Perfect Patterns - Brett
Lyrics by：Mick Coogan/Scott Dittrich
Composed by：Mick Coogan/Scott Dittrich
I got a thousand different endings
Running through my head
I got a ways to go 'til morning
And from the night that we first started
To all the tears that we since shed
Tried to stop the world from turning
We can drive right through to the horizon
See the sunset slipping away
We can take our time rather than save it
Hard to do but easy to say
Quiet type a halfway saint
I'm kneeling I'm kneeling I'm kneeling
Always try to drop your name
No reason no reason no reason
Back then we were perfect patterns
Back then we would dance ohh
Cut it short and dyed it blond
I like it I like it I like it
Monterey in late September
We were hiding from that year
In the mist we had each other
I was closer than a brother
Closer than a dream
Running free un'til we wake up yeah
We can drive right through to the horizon
See the sunset slipping away
We can take our time rather than save it
Hard to do but easy to say
Quiet type a halfway saint
I'm kneeling I'm kneeling I'm kneeling
Always try to drop your name
No reason no reason no reason
Back then we were perfect patterns
Back then we would dance ohh
Cut it short and dyed it blond
I like it I like it I like it
That night you were a mirage
Up at the Beechwood house
We had a seance or two
And all the lights went out
Whooooo
Quiet type a halfway saint
I'm kneeling I'm kneeling I'm kneeling
Always try to drop your name
No reason no reason no reason
Back then we were perfect patterns
Back then we would dance ohh
Cut it short and dyed it blond
I like it I like it I like it
Back then we were perfect patterns
We will
Back then we would dance
Back then we were perfect patterns
We will
Back then we would dance ohh
Back then we were perfect patterns
We will
Back then we would dance ohh
Back then we were perfect patterns
We will
Back then we would dance
